O mistress mine, where are you roaming?
I am eating chips while childishly gigglingO,
stay and hear;
your true future is coming,
Could it be a careless hey or an attentive flirting;
Trip further, pretty sweetie;
me with you singing Kisses passing by Christmas snowing,
Every wise man's son doth know,
Sheer happiness I am listening.
O mistress mine
Happy birthday laud is saying!
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